"So you don't remember a thing?" I ask Claum. When I woke up this morning I instantly felt the alcohol forcing it's way back up. Upon a second look I noticed I was still at luke's. After the last wave of puke I lied on the floor in my small tank top and booty shorts. Luke appeared in the doorway quickly followed by melanine, looking just as pissed as last night. Oh shit. Last night. Niether of them had a hangover. Did Luke acctually do that with me without being under the influence, damn. I don't remember much of what happened after Calum walked in but I think I'm in Luke's room. There's no decoration accept half a poster of Nirvana that looks like it was ripped off of the wall. There's a half-covered desk in the corner, next to the disheveled bed, a few items crumpled or smashed on the ground. The walls are the same color as his eyes, a light blue-gray, the basic boys room color. Calum was out cold on the floor clearly worse off than I was.
"I remember four beers." Calum aslmost wispers, clearly ashamed. That was his first party. l almost feel bad but then l remember it's his fault me and luke didn't have sex. I remember Luke taking me to his room with Melanie close behind, Calum using her as a crutch.
"Well I remeber you asking Mel to have sex with you." I giggle and I can clearly see the flash of horror in his eyes as he turns to look at her. Her and Luke are making us breakfast because they don't trust us to be near the stove. I desperately sip my coffee. Melanine hasn't let me anywhere near Luke all day and I need to scope out the scene with us. I don't know if it was a thing. All I know is he wasn't drunk and that is promising.
"Oh god I hope she doesn't think I meant that I was sooo drunk!" He pinches the bidge of his nose and shakes his head.
"Oh, come on Calum even she knows you're in love with her." I smile and he looks down at his hot chocolate. He doesn't drink coffee because it's too bitter.
"Does she ever talk about me?" He wispers and look at the kitchen to make sure they couldn't hear him.
"Sometimes I can't shut her up." He smiles and I can't help but to smile back.
"Hey guys, whats up?" Mel sits on the arm of Calum's chair and he blushes. "Rose would you mind, I need to Talk to Calum." I nod. Luke is in the kitchen and I think he's trying to figure out the toaster.
"Hey, it's not plugged in." His face twists and he looks away from me. His eyes are red. He excuses himself with a mumble and turns away and walks upstairs before I can see him. "What the hell Luke!" I plug in the toaster and throw in some frozen french toast sticks. "Ugh!"
"What's up Rose?" I spin aroud ready to go of on Mel but she looks generally concerned. I sit down on the floor and sob. (I'm still pretty drunk)
"I almost had sex with him and he won't even look at me! I must be ugly or something!" I grab Mels arm, "What's wrong with me Mel?! Am I that ugly!?" I scream through me sobs oblivious to Calum in the next room.
"Hey, you're gorgeous." She playfully smacks my face lightly. "Do you want me to talk to him?" I nod and breathe in sharply. She walks away but I stay on the floor in a ball. She drapes a blanket over my knees and hands me my coffee. " Hey? Girls night tomorrow, okay?" I squeak yes.
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Calum ended up calming me down and we were sitting back in the living room talking about Melanie.
"Hey, Rose. He's okay now but you should go up there." Mel looks like she just saw a ghost, pale and troubled. Worried, I go to the kitchen and get a plate to stack with eggs and french toast sticks. The steps seem to multiply wiht each step and the hall way is twice as long as before. Lukes door is craked open.
He has his head under a pillow and his kees to he ceiling. His basketball shorts had slid down to show his boxers. I put breakfast on his desk as silent a possible. Tiptoeing, I move to the other side of the bed. It creaks as I lay down next to him. I take the pillow and snuggle up to his warm body. He smiles and his dimples hollow, his lip ring wiggling. I grab his t-shirt and he turns to scoot closer to me. I can feel his breath on my forehead.
"How are you feeling better?" Luke's hand nudges my chin making me look into his eyes.
"Yeah, you?" I trace his jawline and his dimples appear.
"Rose, i'm so sorry?" Tears start to fill his eyes, "I wasn't drunk last night, I was crying. I didn't want anyone to see or to know what happened." He lets go of me and turns to stare at the ceiling.
I sit up and pull him sit with me. "Luke, tell me what's goign on, you're scaring me." He turns his head. His eyes are red, tears running downs his cheeks.
"My brother's dead."
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.Don't kill me for the ending. I know it sucks.
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Chicks Before Dicks (Completed)
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